Fiend!

"Ahh!"

"THAT DAMNED TRUCK DRIVER!!!"

Kite rubbed his "hands" together in a fit of rage.

The anger surge he was feeling could go in his top 5.

His body wasn't apparent, and the void around him seemed to stare at him.

His upsurge and monologue continued not caring about the situation around him until the black void started to "shine".

Everything was orange, almost like a sunset, and Kite held his see through hand up to his face, expecting it to block out the light.

"Kite~"

A charming, seductive voice that would've moved Kite's little brother if he had a body resounded through his head.

Looking behind him, Kite saw the beautiful figure before him. Her long sun like hair and celestial eyes.

She floated slightly over him and pressed a finger against his chest.

"Do you wish to be at the top?"

"Hell yeah!"

"Do you want immense power?"

"Absolutely!"

"Do you want to be a predator?"

"W-wait hold on now? Say what???"

"Well as Filian, the goddess of reality, I can make that happen my dear."

"I think I opt out for that last option…"

The goddess tapped his chest and a burning sun appeared at where his heart would be, a heavy pulse was felt by Kite.

His vision soon faded right after the touch.

"Where…"

Kite could barely open his eyes which felt as if they were bricks.

Sitting up and looking around, Kite noticed he was laying on a dirt path in the middle of nowhere.

"W-h-huh? Where are my cheats?! That bitch!"

Kite felt over his body and stood up with great grimace.

"How do I do this again?…"

"Stats!"

"Appear!"

"Obey me! Stats!"

Kite stuck a few embarrassing poses and added some gruff to his voice.

Kite was a otaku. One that took otaku to far.

Even in public he acted like this.

"Status!"

Kite held his hands up to his face and spread his fingers slightly so his eye could be seen.

"Ahh! It worked…"

Name: Kite

Strength: 10

Speed: 10

Endurance: 10

Intelligence: 10

[Skills]

(Overwrite lv-)

Much to Kite's hatred he was once again faced with the fact of having no last name.

"That worthless tramp…"

Kite hated his mother for not naming him Kite, bringer of destruction and khaos.

Yes khaos, not chaos…

"What's this overwrite, it must be great if I have it."

Kite smiled and clicked on the skill.

(Overwrite)

Skill description: allows user to change anything they are touching to the way they want.

"Thank the gods!!!"

Kite felt a tear drip from his eye and reached into his pants.

"Ahhh!"

A bulge appeared at the front of his pants as his once little brother became his older brother.

Seriously, Kite had overdone it and his penis destroyed his shorts so he had to reduce its size again and find a way to create new bottoms.

"It's only natural after all, the future lord of death should be superior to other men!"

"Gosh what the hell is a pervert doing at this time of day."

A knight walking outside a beautiful white carriage facepalmed.

"D-dude!"

The other knight pointed as Kite turned around to face them, his member fully erect at 7 inches which is what Kite deemed a perfect size.

"You boys like what you see?"

Kite shook his hips so his member would shake around also.

"Fucking fiend!"

"Kill that bastard!

"Wait! I was joking!"

Kite jumped as a spear landed near his foot.

"Please s-"

'Wait… these bastards just handed me their cause of death…'

Grabbing the spear and using (Overwrite) Kite pushed his mind to its limits but the only things he could think of was sex, so he fled the scene.

It's was uncomfortable as his privates bounced in the wind, but what what disturbed Kite the most was knowing two armored men were behind his naked ass.

The two guards had jumped onto a the carriage and the driver made it chase after Kite.

With his ten stats In everything he was swiftly caught.

"Unhand your lord!"

Kite's voice still carried a air of arrogance and he struggled.

"You really want us to kill you!"

One of the guards pressed Kite against the carriage window and he could see beautiful gold haired woman inside.

'They chased me while escorting a woman?!'

Kite could tell this woman was either a Nobel or a princess so he couldn't understand why they would chase him with her inside.

The luxury carriage window was stained with blood from Kite's nose.

"God, where is his pants!"

"He severely needs some!"

The guards felt as if they would pass out if they had to see Kite's ass any longer.

Staring deeply into the window Kite could see her clearly.

The woman had a dead and unbothered look in her ocean eyes. Kite wasn't really worried about that but stared at her hips and slender waist trying to see her curves through the white dress.

Kicking Kite down one of the guards started to kick him.

"Ack! Ouch! Chill! Please let's talk this out!!!"

Kite finally grabbed the guards leg and used overwrite.

The guard started to twitch and blood leaked from the openings in his armor.

"Guggh!"

Strange noises surfaced as the the armor on the guard grew spikes which shot inward and pierced the guard all over

The driver grimaced in fear and almost left Kite, but Kite managed to latch onto the back of the carriage before it left.

"This is why you don't bother your lord."

Kite looked back with a grin, the old driver was so terrified after seeing Kite kill someone just by holding their foot that the idiot actually left the other knight behind.

"Fiend! Get down damn it!"

Swerving the carriage, Kite struggled to hang on and with the wind tickling his sack his life wasn't going to get any better.

"Do not make your lord angry! Slow down now!"

"Lord my ass!"

The old man sped up and the whip he was using on the horses he now used to swing at Kite.

"F-ahh!"

The whip left a mark across Kite's right hand and searing pain that would remind him to never engage in kinky foreplay.

"You old b-"

Kite held back his words and instead started to overwrite the carriage so a hole big enough for him to step in appeared.

The princess was quite confused seeing a pervert easily create a hole in her carriage but felt a surge of anger and embarrassment overcome her.

Balling up her fist, Kite gave her a clueless look until she struck him between the legs.

"Agh!" He fell back against the carriage door and tears fell from his eyes.

"For what!…"

"Fiend! Why are you in this carriage!"

The princess raised her fist once again and Kite made his intentions clear.

"S-stop! I'm not here to hurt or do anything weird to you, I'm lost!"

"Lost? Why are you naked?"

Her voice still carried a threatening tone.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you where my pants went…"

"What a lousy excuse! I should have you beheaded!"

'She dares to talk to ME like that?!'

Kite rose back up but quickly went back down as the princess tightened her fist.

To make the situation worse, the carriage swerved again and Kite fell to the other side of the carriage pressing him against the princess and placing his member in her face.

Her flustered face changed changed drastically as she let out a delicate cry and soon a cry of agony followed.

.

.

.

An old man, a young princess, and a young fool sat on the side of the dirt path in sadness.

Each with varying reasons.

Kite had to heal his member for the 2nd time and the princess kept giving him a deadly glare.

Kite finally made himself some pants again and realized a bad headache was starting to form.

'My mana hasn't went down once, my skill must feed off my mental energy.'

Kite put two and two together and came up with a precise conclusion.

The horses's harnesses had broken and led them to escape and now stranded with none of them having experience in magic or weapons, they stayed put.

Kite's foot tapped against the ground as night came. Princess Ashia couldn't take it anymore and called him out for it.

*CLACK CLACK CLACK*

A figure on a horse could be heard but its rider could barely be seen as a sheet of cloth covered them.

"Hello!"

Ashia was the first to jump up and greet the mysterious figure, Kite and Claude followed after her.

Tugging on the cloth, a thin leg kicked against Ashia's arms.

"J-just calm down!"

A agitated feminine voice came from the figure.

Kite, being the asshole he is, pulled the cloth from over the cat girl and climbed on the horse behind her uninvited.

"What are you doing!"

A vein ran through her head and she elbowed his gut.

"W-we need a way to leave this place…"

Kite helped Ashia up onto the mount but there was no space left for Claude.

"You Fiend get down and let me on!"

Kite started to whistle and signaled for the cat girl to go.

The cat girl felt bad but she had done worse and rode off, leaving Claude behind who tried to run after them.

"Hope that bastard is eaten by wolves."

Ashia placed her arms around Kite's waist as she remembered the grudges she held against Claude

"I thought he was your butler or some shit?"

Kite slightly looked back.

"Butler? He couldn't even pass as a messenger!"

"I've never had any maids or butlers anyway…"

Kite was slightly confused at her last comment and asked her what she meant.

"You don't know? Or are you mocking me…"

"Mocking? Why would I?"

Ashia scoffed before closing her eyes.

"You really are just a lowlife fiend who was born yesterday."

Kite was quite scared at how accurate that almost was but still didn't understand.

"She's the Emperor's illegitimate child."

The small cat girl cleared the wall of mist for Kite.

"Today was the day you were supposed to be sacrificed wasn't it?"

Ashia tightened her grip around Kite at these words.

"Yeah."

"You seem quite different from what they say, I heard you were like a lifeless puppet."

Ashia didn't reply to the cat girl but instead pressed her head against Kite's back.

She didn't say anything the rest of the night which left Kite and the cat girl.

"What's your name miss."

Kite grabbed her white cat tail and stroked it causing her to gasp.

The tail tugged from his hands and smacked him across the face hard enough where he almost fell off the horse.

"D-don't touch me as you please!"

Her white hair seemed to shine light on this dark night, and her red eyes made her almost look vampiric.

"It's Obellion."

"Obellion… it's beautiful!"

Kite grabbed her tail again and stroked it hard only to receive an even harder slap.

"I'm sorry, I'll restrain myself."

Her tail was long and alluring, her soft white fur only adorned its beauty.

"Is being a pervert a job for you?"

"No, it's a lifestyle."